Step. Pause.
Step. Pause.
Step. Pause.
I hear the wedding march.
Step. Pause.
Step. Pause.
This isn’t going to go well.
Step. Pause.
Step. Pause.
Step. Splash.
Nope.
Not well at all.
Blub.
Blub.
Blub.
poem- feeling beachy November 18, 2020
Crashing waves
Splashing children
Deep thinking trickles like sand
I’m seeking peace:
waves wash over me.
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Demo cinquain poem for class today. Kids chose theme of beach, and I wrote a line with a different poetic device in each: alliteration, assonance, consonance, onomatopoeia, internal rhyme. Turns out, it sounds better in reverse, so that’s the version you see here.
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Poem- Stinky socks cinquains October 2, 2020
(These were fun demos written with my students as we worked through some poetry devices on “Poetry Friday-the Wednesday edition”)
Super stinky socks
So easily knee socks crease
Stinky socks stick to my shoes
They slurp when I pull them out.
But say! My socks still rock!
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Socks are mittens for feet
Comfort like a warm fire in winter.
My wooly socks hug my feet
My silent shout of happiness
declares my stinky socks the finest perfume in the world.
I like my socks.
(Can you find assonance, alliteration, consonance, hyperbole internal rhyme, metaphor, onomatopoeia, oxymoron, personification, simile, and understatement?)
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poem- homunculi May 27, 2020
Oh, those little men,
stomping about.
Ranting! Raving!
Poor persecuted poppets
lacking conscience and self-control.
“No! No! No!”
“Mine! Mine! Mine!”
Mothers roll their eyes,
send intractable toddlers
back to bed.
poem-slowly coming February 26, 2020
Periwinkle sky
In the eaves trough tinkle the trickles
of melting snow.
Hope for spring
burst by tomorrow’s
forecast.
poem- Minus 26 degrees January 13, 2020
The moon lingers in blue sky,
listening to Styrofoam™ squeaking boots
on crispy, cold snow.
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poem-crush November 5, 2018
Small pieces of hope
held tightly,
nurtured gratefully,
smashed out of my hands,
fall,
fall,
fall.
poem-squish November 2, 2018
The band around the head
compresses.
Waves,
lost ideas,
press in,
squish out.
Opportunities extruded
and left behind.
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(Expect more than a few concussion related poems this month)
poem- work party October 23, 2018
Squirrel boss curses
clumsy workers as chestnuts
clatter past branches.
Class assignment:
Find an example of
alliteration
assonance
onomatopoeia
personification
Find 2 examples of consonance.
Go! 🙂
poem-ka-ching July 21, 2018
Ka-ching
She rings a bell, sings to tell
the world.
Ka-ching
He rings the knell, swings to tell
a world swirled in garnet garlands
Ka-ching
Fling things!
Ka-ching
Flash bling!
Ka-ching
Ring, ring, ring
Sing, sing, sing
Ring, ring, ring
Swing, swing, swing
Ka-ching
Ka-ching
Ka-ching.
Shawn L. Bird 